Not everything I make turns out great. This top was my latest disappointment. However, not all is lost. I usually try to find a way to repurpose my disasters or if they are made in the right type of comfy fabric, relegate them to the pyjama drawer. Needless to say, night time in the Iles household can often be a very colourful and eclectic affair.
Miss Five, with her more minimalist taste turned this top down flat. I can understand why. Miss Four gave the top a shot, pairing it with her older sister’s baggy black leggings and a little something for her hair.
But the very next day, little Miss Two emerged from the bedroom after her bath wearing the top. It had clearly been passed down to the lowest common denominator (not in my opinion of course, but I know how negotiations work with those older and highly persuasive sisters).
Does anyone else notice the crazy happenings in my street?! And the dribble patch…
